Chapter 226: Super high price!

The place where the True Immortal refining materials was just a small house, with a table and a chair in the whole house, and a half-dead old man.

"You three are here to change the materials?" The old man glanced at the three of them and said lazily.

"Yes, this uncle, where are our materials?" Fang Yan asked.

He gave Fang Yan a blank look, and the old man said weakly: "So many people change materials every day. Can I install this cottage in this small house? Do you change it? If you change it, look for the materials you want to change in this account book, and then calculate how many contribution points you need."

He pushed a thick notebook forward, and then the old man ignored him.

The three of them didn't care. Weng Xue was on the far left, the dialect was on the middle, and Qu Jifeng was on the right, and the three heads were almost pressed together, and they started reading with the book.

Not to mention, the way that thick book records materials is quite particular, and the classification is very clear, what kind of fine gold, strange stone, and liquid marrow...

Each category includes many kinds, and each type has a detailed price tag at the end, and the contribution points are exchanged for one or two pounds.

At this time, Fang Yan had already taken out the secret book of "The King of Ming" from his arms and said softly, "The first material is "Yu Minglu, three liang."

Weng Xue held the account book over there, while Qu Jifeng quickly flipped over.

Soon after finding Yu Minglu, Qu Jifeng scratched the line with his right index finger and slowly recited: "Yu Minglu is a rare material for real immortals, one or two points of contribution for one hundred points."

"Murder?"

"This is too expensive, right?"

Weng Xue and Fangyan said in surprise one after another.

"Hehe, my psychological endurance is obviously better than you in this regard. Brother, I have suffered countless blows. Oh, it's a weapon that makes people love and hate..." Qu Jifeng sighed.

Fang Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Remember it first. The second material is Shanyuan Jingjin, five jin."

Qu Jifeng took paper and pen from the old man's desk, and then wrote it down and continued to look for Shanyuan Jingjin.

After all, it was so easy to do things. I soon found the target. Qu Jifeng continued to use his index finger to draw and recite: "Shanyuan Jingjin, rare true immortal material, eighty contribution points..."

"Brother, don't tell me it's one or two..." At this time, Qu Jifeng's finger just blocked the price, and Fang Yan couldn't help but say with fear.

"One pound."

Qu Jifeng said "one pound" and all three of them breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had just experienced a big battle.

Then the three of them looked for it all there. At first, the old man was not very energetic, but after listening to seven or eight rare materials, he didn't even have a "good" or "ordinary" material. He was finally moved and couldn't help but want to see clearly what secrets Fang Yan was holding.

But Fang Yan had already hated the old man at this time. When he saw that the old man had any movement, he knew what was going on. He deliberately put the secret book of "The Stick of Ming Wang" very close to the account book, just to prevent the old man from seeing it...

The old man didn't know that Fang Yan was intentional, and he was so anxious that he seemed to be...

He knew clearly that the so-called rare materials can be regarded as materials that can only be used by the basic celestial immortals to some extent. In fact, he often has basic celestial immortals here. However, Fang Yan is just a mid-level true immortal!

Fang Yan and the other three were busy working in tension, not even daring to make a sound. At a certain moment, Qu Jifeng suddenly exclaimed and said, "No! He has used 4,002!!!"

"What?!!" Fang Yan and Weng Xue exclaimed at the same time.

"Look at it..." Qu Jifeng showed the paper that was settled for the two of them. After Fang Yan and Weng Xue finished reading it, he couldn't help but say, "Fang Yan, you won't have many materials to read..."

Fang Yan swallowed and said, "There are five more."

There are five types, not too much, but not too little. At this time, Weng Xue and Qu Jifeng didn’t know whether to be happy or worried about Fang Yan…

"Continue to look for it, the Ming-type magic-breaking stone marrow, four liang." Fang Yan said weakly.

I found it soon and after demarcating this account, the dialect has only 400 contribution points to use...

"Let's find it!" Fang Yan has already made his promise. Even if he doesn't contribute enough, he has to figure out how much it is needed first. "A hundred-fold Mingpo, one pound."

The old man in the cottage raised his eyebrows obviously, but he didn't say anything.

Then the three of them searched for a long time, but couldn't find the Baizhe Mingpo.

"Why don't you find the same one first, cloud pattern low-light silver, four jin." Fang Yan said directly. To be honest, he really hopes that there are fewer numbers on that bill now...

I searched for a long time, but I still haven't!

And then Fangyan read out all the last two materials without hesitation, and there was no...

The three of them closed the account books, handed them back by Fang Yan, and asked, "Uncle Master, don't know why there are four materials such as Baizhe Mingpo in the account books? Is it because there is no inventory in the sect?"

The old man glanced at Fang Yan and said angrily: "The four materials are all celestial immortal weapons, of course I can't find them here!"

"It turns out to be so." These four words are what Fang Yan and the other three are saying at this time.

"Are you still changing?" the old man asked, looking at his attitude, he wanted to expel the guests.

"Let's not change it for now, let's check out the prices of the other four materials first."

The old man looked like this and obviously thought that Fang Yan and the other two could not have so many contribution points, so he said "um" indifferently.

"Let's go." Fang Yan took the lead.

"good."

The three of them turned around and walked out. Fang Yan deliberately landed at the end, and put their hands behind their backs, holding the secret book "The King of Ming" in their hands, but deliberately facing the cover towards him...

He was hit hard by this old man, so he decided not to let the old man feel good...

The place where the materials for the celestial immortal weapon were exchanged was not far away. The three of them quickly walked in, but there were other people inside.

It was not until the people changed and took the token and left, Fang Yan and the other two left.

Soon, they found four things here, including Baizhe Mingpo, Yunpai Weiwei Silver, etc., but in order to exchange for enough amount, a total of two thousand sects would need to contribute to the contribution points...

In this way, if Fang Yan wants to refine the Mingwang stick, it will take at least 6,600 sect contribution points...

Fang Yan is going crazy. Even if it is a celestial immortal weapon, it cannot be the price when refined!!

Does this make people live?!!

Weng Xue and Qu Jifeng were also secretly shocked, and they almost didn't know what to say.

On the way out, Fang Yan couldn't help asking: "You guys tell me, should I practice this Ming Wang stick or not?"

"It is normal for high-level true immortals to have a few immortal weapons with the first-level celestial immortals to spend a few tricks." Qu Jifeng didn't give an answer at all, because he didn't know.

"Luckily, I practiced the formation..." Weng Xue muttered.

Seeing that the two of them neither supported nor opposed, Fang Yan suddenly asked, "You two really don't have any contribution points?"

"I have one hundred and three more, I can lend it to you first." Qu Jifeng said immediately.

"I have three hundred left, but for fairness, I can only lend you one hundred three..." Weng Xue said.

Then he listened to Fang Yan without hesitation and said, "Okay, then I will borrow it too!"

"The difference is so much, we are only 260 to two hundred and six, so we can't do anything. Otherwise, think of other ways?" Qu Jifeng asked.

"Yes." Weng Xue also said.

Fang Yan saw their sinister intentions and smiled and said, "You two have already said they want to lend them to me, but it's too late to regret it now. Just so happens that I don't know the process of transferring the contribution points. Let's get to know each other."

Weng Xue and Qu Jifeng suddenly lost their words and felt very regretful for a while.

But they didn't know that Fang Yan also regretted it very much at this time. If he had known that so many contribution points would be used to refine the Mingwang stick, he should have plundered all the Nie Hu and the other four...

When the three of them came out of Ziyang Palace, Qu Jifeng's name had no contribution point, and Fang Yan's tent had three hundred and six more. It was originally two hundred, but the one hundred that was added was that he deliberately disgusted Weng Xue and called "good sister". Weng Xue couldn't stand it that he used to block his mouth...

This time I came to Ziyang Palace to at least get familiar with the environment. In addition to the dialect, the other two were in a pretty good mood.

"What are you doing now?" Weng Xue asked.

"Why don't you leave?" Qu Jifeng replied.

"I have an idea to get some contribution points. How about you go and help me with the formation?" Fang Yan said suddenly.

"What's the idea?" Weng Xue said vigilantly.

"What are you afraid of? You two are wearing the clothes of disciples who enter the house. All I want to deal with is just a few ordinary inner disciples."

"Hiss... By the way, Fang Yan, you have worshipped three masters, and you have received three sets of clothes for the disciples who entered the house. Why have you never seen you wear them?" Qu Jifeng asked.

"Don't be angry after I said," Fang Yan smiled.

"Then you'd better stop talking, it's definitely not a good thing." Weng Xue said.

Fang Yan ignored Weng Xue's objection and said directly: "The eighteen immortal palaces of Pingtian Sect, except for the eighteen small signs, the clothes of the disciples in the house are the same in other places. This dress is originally pretty good-looking, but so many people wear the same clothes, it looks too formal and serious. How can it highlight everyone's uniqueness? Think about it, all the disciples in the Pingtian Sect wear the same clothes, but I want to wear whatever I want, and it looks different from others at once. Hahaha..."

"Just be so pretty, you." Weng Xue curled her lips.

"If you don't wear the clothes of a disciple, who can recognize you as a disciple? There will be a lot of trouble in normal times, right?" Qu Jifeng said.

"Hey, I'm running around all day and rarely dealing with fellow disciples. How can I use that outfit?" Fang Yan explained.

At this time, the three of them had already flew towards the direction of Tianhuo Valley and arrived at the place soon.

Fang Yan smiled and said, "You must not believe it. Although I am a disciple of Tianhuo Valley, this is my second time to come to Tianhuo Valley. Let's wait a moment and let me prepare."
Chapter completed!